i've been thinking about joining talkback lately could be fun to see if i'm able to have an impact on the place. i'd need to play the long game though and i don't know if i am prepared to make that investment

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Originally Posted by uuuununnn

... n i just went 3 rounds w/o nut bars
u a cracked out fatty like butts are
~fever

i've been thinking about joining talkback lately could be fun to see if i'm able to have an impact on the place. i'd need to play the long game though and i don't know if i am prepared to make that investment

every flame emoji I see on TalkBack brings me one step closer to castrating myself

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Originally Posted by peace

i have buddies who told me about a guy falling while snowboarding and injuring his ribs to the point that it messed up his breath control, so he had to sit out of his hobby for a few months. something tells me they were talking about psycoses.

Imagine you're 6'6, 220, built like a truck with a 40 inch vert. You're fresh off a state championship in basketball and your class schedule is nothing but study hall, gym, lunch, and mackin' hoes. Your moms gets a new job though, so you gotta transfer high schools for your Senior year. No worries. All you do is win so all you gotta do is just put another team on your back and take care of business.

You pull up on the first day of school and the school looks pretty nice from the exterior. Comfy looking modern 4-story suburban school. You see two blonde twins get out of their daddy's Corvette.

You even see a couple brothers make their way into the building ahead of you. Since it's the first day of class, you're focused on making a good impression everywhere you go and aren't too observant of what's going on around you. There's open gym for the hoopers after school so that's what you got your mind on.

3 o'clock comes around and you walk into the school's state-of-the-art 3,000 seat gym.

Mad dudes are in there ready to ball and you're hyped about getting on the court and doing your thing. You decide you wanna feel out the comp before you start to run so you spend extra time stretching and watch the first full court game from the sidelines. The first 10 take the court and you take a look at who's out there.

Red team looking like:

Meanwhile, the blue team looking like

The game starts out with back-to-back-to-back-to-back air balls... Blue team's point dribbles off his foot and the ball goes into the hallway... Red team's center stops the game during an offensive possession to go use his inhaler... Blue team's shooting guard gets a long rebound then turns and shoots a 3 on the wrong basket... He banks it in for the first basket of the game.

At this point you realize you clearly don't belong here. The coach sees you walking out of the gym and chases you down quick. He asks you if you'd like to see Psychoses vs Madflex at Blackout 6 as you approach the door. You glance at him, turn the push to the door open and he says "hold up!" You turn around again and he says that Krome definitely deserves a plate at the Bunker. You shrug your shoulders and continue on. Not a single fuck was given that day.

i have buddies who told me about a guy falling while snowboarding and injuring his ribs to the point that it messed up his breath control, so he had to sit out of his hobby for a few months. something tells me they were talking about psycoses.